The indescribable Taoist Lord

"Young Master? Are you tired, Young Master?"

The two fish-eyed weirdos rolled their eyes slowly and looked at Wang Zhixin and Li Ping'an who were leaning on the desk. These two well-dressed people from Chang'an were already sleeping soundly at this moment.

"Young Master..."

"Young Master?"

Seeing that there was no response to the loud shouting, the two men immediately started pushing and shoving again. After several attempts, they were convinced that the two men would never wake up. Listening to their slight snores, these two pairs of huge fish Their eyes looked at each other, and their faces twitched several times, barely showing a sense of steadiness and elation.

"These are just two young monks who were just starting out. They strayed into the secret realm due to the pull of the Water Tribe bloodline in their bodies, so we got some benefits for nothing."

The two looked at each other and smiled. There seemed to be bubbles growing in their mouths. Harsh and distorted words came out of Gululu's mouth, as if there was an evil thing murmuring along with the sound, which did not seem to exist in the human world.

Zhang Qinghe could clearly feel his heart sinking after hearing this.

"You are right in your guess. This realm is really a secret realm belonging to the mixed-blood aquarium - people with some water tribe blood will be attracted and then accidentally enter this secret realm on the bank of the Cangjiang River.

It's hard to say that this secret realm is like a snare, drawing in all the people who secretly have the blood of the Water Tribe, and then undergo unknown transformations.

If this is the case, then such a secret realm in the Cangjiang River Basin must not be an exception. With the ability of the Shui Tribe, it is impossible to say that there are such nets all over the surrounding area, and they must catch all the mixed-blooded Shui Tribe in Zhongtian.

In other words, actively intermarrying with the human race and being friendly to the human race is a conspiracy. "

Zhang Qinghe silently talked to Wang Zhixin about his inference - although it lacked some basis, but the induction in the Tao embryo was related to these ghosts, I'm afraid it wouldn't be too wrong.

"If this is the case, then we are back to the problem - we must understand clearly what the purpose of the water tribe is."

Wang Zhixin listened to Zhang Qinghe's conclusion and thought silently. He would never question Zhang Qinghe. In his opinion, everything Zhang Qinghe said and did was in line with the principles of heaven and earth and was absolutely infallible. Moreover, there must be a force somewhere that is guiding him to think.

"Just wait."

Zhang Qinghe and Wang Zhixin's perceptions at this moment in the state of praying to God are actually shared. Through Wang Zhixin's perception, these two fish-eyed monsters were finally going to attack the bodies of Li Ping'an and Wang Zhixin. They were as strong as frogs, and they lifted the two of them up with their big hands with invisible webs. , making a gesture to walk out.

The body of the Shui tribe is comparable to that of monsters. If it hadn't been for a period of friendship with the human race tens of thousands of years ago, and at the same time it was quite resistant to the monster tribe, it would probably be treated as a monster tribe now.

However, in the past few thousand years, the activities of the Shui tribe have become more secretive, and the ways to contact the Shui tribe have become increasingly rare - except for the monks in Penglai who have the blood of the Shui tribe and have some characteristics of scales and finger webs, the rest In this territory, even along the Cangjiang River, it is rare to see a pure aquatic tribe.

Naturally, this mysterious race that lives in the Cangjiang and the East China Sea is not just a deformed monster with an ugly and huge fish head. The pure-blooded royal family among the aquatic tribe has a handsome and beautiful appearance, as if carved from heaven and earth, spreading the word of goodwill between their breaths. With the breath of water, the body is even more delicate, soft and waxy, with a unique taste.

Otherwise, even if the water tribe is willing to intermarry with the human race, there may not be many hybrids in the world - and those who have sex with those deformed fish-headed monsters are mostly rural villagers, vulgar and vulgar, and the children they have are nothing more than... The lowest level of bastards are not only ugly in appearance, they are also often despised by others in Zhongtian.

Liu Biao and Liu Mao, who were currently carrying Li Ping'an and Wang Zhixin, were probably born like this - or maybe this village was formed like this.

No...no, even if it is formed like this and has reproduced for thousands of years, the number of people will not be so small. Although the village is densely packed now, it is far less than the number of these mixed-blood fishmen who have lived and reproduced for thousands of years.

Not to mention that this village also attracts people with weak water tribe blood...

Zhang Qinghe slowly stretched out his soul, covering the entire settlement, and slowly explored the most unusual places in the village.

He silently sensed it, and finally set his sights on the humid, twisted, but extremely pale tower. Through the many pores, he sensed the emperor's breath and locked the things in the pores firmly. Wang Zhixin He was also snoring slightly, and his brows were slightly twisted.

"It seems that all the secrets of Maocun are hidden in that high tower."

"Not only that, the direction he took us to is also where the shrine is."

Wang Zhixin stopped communicating with Zhang Qinghe, and then he also immersed himself in it - the shrine, the shrine, since it is a shrine, then what they are going to face next may not be extremely involved with Shuiyuan Fairy Mother, so these two people cannot help but be careless. .

The two fish-headed monsters were still humming, squeezing disgusting bubbles from their mouths, but they didn't care at all. Their expressions were quite brisk, but their movements were still calm - the settlement was like a huge whirlpool ring. It sucks people's souls into the unknown abyss, and the houses of these two people are also located in the most central ones of the whirlpool, so they only took a few steps to reach the pale sacrificial tower. Down.

The sacrificial tower is indeed deformed. The dense scales and pores like arms and legs make people feel uncomfortable involuntarily. The black shadows in the pores are still swaying wantonly, but it does not look sinister, but appears peaceful and sacred.

The tower stood tall, and the two of them put down Li Ping'an and Wang Zhixin - when they put down Wang Zhixin, they laid them down gently, while Li Ping'an just threw them away.

Under such differential treatment, Li Ping'an almost wanted to curse.

Obviously, these two people were extremely confident in the efficacy of the medicine in the food. They had tried it in various ways before and were determined that nothing unexpected would happen.

After doing this, the two men raised their heads at an angle that was absolutely impossible for an ordinary person to do, and opened and closed their mouths as if they could swallow a normal ordinary head.

Foam and saliva bubbled up in his throat, and distorted words and a sound like some kind of wind strings came out in an unimaginable whistling sound.

These two people were only Daoji's strength, but they stirred up the strong water element aura of heaven and earth in the void, like a strong wind sweeping the entire village.

"It sounds pretty good."

Li Ping'an said in time while listening to the voice that sounded like a song but not a song.